Fortunately, Tang Feng was wearing sunglasses, otherwise his expression control would have collapsed. He twitched his mouth and said to Zhuang Baihua: "Boss Zhuang is really good at joking. I have no problem at all. I am very healthy."
Although he was covering his eyes with sunglasses, the curve of his lips was still graceful, and the voice he uttered was gentle and pleasant: "Mr. Zhuang, don't feel burdened. Can't we just treat it as making friends?"
Tang Feng still maintained his humble demeanor, but his presence was too noticeable standing on the street, which made Zhuang Baihua feel very uncomfortable.
The secretary's words just now woke him up. He instantly understood Tang Feng's intention of doing those things and began to feel uncomfortable.
Zhuang Baihua has never pursued anyone, nor has he been pursued by anyone - of course, it is also possible that he himself did not realize it. He never expected that after traveling to the world of novels and becoming a domineering president, he would still be pursued by someone.
What is even more unexpected is that the one pursuing him is another paranoid supporting actor, the legendary big movie star.
Where is Chi Yue? Where did you put Chi Yue
This matter felt very ridiculous to him, and he needed to have a good talk with Tang Feng.
So Zhuang Baihua gave Tang Feng a look and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."
Tang Feng readily agreed. He pointed his right palm upwards at his sports car and asked Zhuang Baihua to sit in it.
Secretary Chen quickly stopped the president and said, "Boss Zhuang, I'll go with you, but you should bring your bodyguards with you."
Secretary Chen is still haunted by what happened to Mr. Zhang last time, and it was all because of Tang Feng's dinner invitation.
Zhuang Baihua appeased the secretary, turned to Tang Feng and said, "Either get in my car, or we don't talk about it. It's your choice."
Zhuang Baihua has been behaving calmly and gently recently, like a good guy. According to what his assistants say behind his back, Zhuang Baihua looks more like a secretary than a president.
But at this moment, Zhuang Baihua looked at Tang Feng, his words were firm, his eyes were unquestionable, and his whole body exuded a kind of submissive pressure.
This is the "chosen one".
Tang Feng was not scared away when he saw Zhuang Baihua like this. Instead, he developed a strange desire to be conquered and wanted to take out his mobile phone even more.
By the way, this is the third mobile phone he has changed recently.
Tang Feng gritted his teeth secretly, smiled again, and said to Zhuang Baihua helplessly: "Since Mr. Zhuang has said so, of course I have to accompany you."
He nonchalantly left his sports car behind and walked towards Zhuang Baihua.
Zhuang Baihua led his subordinates and Tang Feng to find a familiar teahouse, booked a private room, asked his subordinates to wait outside, and sat down face to face with Tang Feng.
Tang Feng finally took off his sunglasses, revealing his gentle eyes and brows, and looked at Zhuang Baihua affectionately.
Zhuang Baihua suppressed his goosebumps one by one and couldn't help but say to Tang Feng: "Do you really know what you are doing?"
Tang Feng no longer tried to hide the truth and chose to speak directly to Zhuang Baihua: "Of course I know that I have a crush on you."
Zhuang Baihua felt as if he had been struck by lightning and said, "We don't have much in common."
The last time I chatted with Tang Feng in the coffee shop, Tang Feng's mind was still on Chi Yue. How could he change so suddenly
Tang Feng naturally wouldn't tell anyone about the surveillance video he had watched. He just said, "Human emotions are very mysterious. They have nothing to do with how long you spend together. Sometimes you can develop a crush on someone at first sight." He looked at Zhuang Baihua, his eyes becoming softer, and he smiled and said, "That's what we call first sight..."
Zhuang Baihua interrupted him and said, "I believe that time will reveal a person's true character."
Tang Feng was not angry at being interrupted, but was very considerate and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't accept it now. You can try to treat me as a friend."
He picked up the teacup, his posture was upright and elegant, and his whole body was as gentle as jade: "Am I qualified to be your friend?"
Zhuang Baihua was totally unable to respond to this kind of elementary school student-like behavior of making friends. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, then changed the subject and asked, "What about Chi Yue?" He had been chasing after Chi Yue before.
Tang Feng's eyes flickered and he smiled with his lips pursed.
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as Chi Yue was mentioned, Tang Feng became furious.
During this short period of time, he lost two mobile phones, and the body of the second one has not been found yet.
Although there was no evidence, Tang Feng was 100% sure that Chi Yue did it.
The cell phone was extremely important to him, but Chi Yue destroyed his cell phone several times, and all his goodwill towards him was gone.
Tang Feng smiled without warmth and said, "Some people look very pretty at first glance, but their personalities are totally different. I value inner qualities more."
Zhuang Baihua: “…” Does this mean that his appearance is not good
Tang Feng put down his teacup and sat next to Zhuang Baihua. He put one hand on the back of his chair and supported the table with the other hand. He moved closer to him, stared at him seriously with sincere eyes, and said, "I still prefer people who are consistent in their words and deeds, especially those who are sincere and kind."
He poured tea for Zhuang Baihua, then held the cup between his fingertips and brought it to Zhuang Baihua's lips, saying quietly, "Integrity and kindness are always a person's best qualities."
The green tea exudes fragrance, and the misty white mist falls on Zhuang Baihua's lips, hazy and blurred.
Zhuang Baihua's lips are like the landscape in an ink painting, which is fascinating.
It was clearly the scent of tea, but it seemed to be intoxicating. Tang Feng's eyes grew deep and he held the teacup close to Zhuang Baihua's lips, getting closer and closer, until it was about to touch.
"Come, have some tea."
Zhuang Baihua suddenly said, "Stand up."
Tang Feng was stunned and subconsciously stood up as he said.
"stand at attention."
Tang Feng stood still.
"Turn right, walk away, and don't make any moves."
Tang Feng: “…”
Zhuang Baihua frowned, totally speechless.
Something must have gone wrong. Tang Feng and he are both paranoid male supporting characters in the book. There is no reason for him to give up Chi Yue and pursue him instead.
Could it be that Tang Feng also traveled through time
Zhuang Baihua suspiciously tested him with the original book's advertising slogan: "The ultimate love is all in paranoid literature?"
Tang Feng was confused: "The king of heaven covers the earth, the tiger, the pagoda suppresses the river monster?"
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
It doesn't look like time travel.
Zhuang Baihua still couldn't accept Tang Feng's sudden change of partner and was puzzled.
Seeing his distressed look, Tang Feng pulled the corners of his lips and said aggrievedly: "No matter what, you just don't want to believe me."
Zhuang Baihua felt a headache: "I can't find your motive and your reason. It's incredible."
Tang Feng pondered for a moment, sat down on the chair opposite, sighed deeply, and said: "If I tell you my reasons, will you believe me?"
Zhuang Baihua thought, you tell me first, and then we can talk about whether I believe it or not.
"I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll hate me." Hesitation appeared on Tang Feng's face.
After hearing this, Zhuang Baihua immediately perked up.
As one of the five paranoid bosses, Tang Feng's behavior is normal except that he is a little pretentious. He even only gives gifts and flowers when pursuing someone. He is really naive.
Zhuang Baihua has long been curious about what made Tang Feng so paranoid. Perhaps he will get the answer today.
Zhuang Baihua adjusted his mindset and entered the mode of talking to the masses, persuading them in a kind and amiable manner: "If you have any problems, just speak up. It will make you feel better. Let's work together to find a solution."
Tang Feng stared at the kind Zhuang Baihua infatuatedly, thinking that this man was indeed very kind. He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and began to tell his story.
"I really like people who are kind-hearted and gentle." He sighed, "It would be best if they are the saintly type. The more tolerant the better."
Zhuang Baihua inexplicably felt as if he had been shot in the knee by an arrow and felt a little uncomfortable. He adjusted his posture and continued to listen to Tang Feng.
"Speaking of the reason, it can be traced back to five years ago. At that time, my career hit a bottleneck, my acting skills could not make any breakthroughs, I was distressed every day and lived in a daze, even... sometimes I wanted to commit suicide."
Zhuang Baihua can understand that artists are prone to fall into this kind of myth.
He couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Don't give up, sometimes you just have to get through it."
Tang Feng gave him a complicated look, and became more convinced that Zhuang Baihua was a good person who would comfort him. He continued, "Anyway, I had a bad time during that period, so I went to the mountains to relax."
"It was an afternoon after the rain, the mountains were hazy and the surrounding scenery looked like a painting. I walked on the country road, the humid air wet my black hair, the breeze blew past, bringing a hint of coolness, which made my heart fluctuate and I couldn't help wanting to sing."
Zhuang Baihua: "Speak to the point."
Tang Feng coughed a few times and said, "Anyway, the scenery was great that day, and I kept walking on the road. As a result, it had just rained and the road was too slippery, so I accidentally fell."
"My leg was injured and the pain made me feel lost. Plus, things were not going well for me at that time, so I started to want to give up on myself."
"But at that time I met a young man. He walked towards me slowly, like an angel descending in the rain and fog. He squatted in front of me and bandaged my wound. I still remember his fingers, so white and thin. After he bandaged my wound, all my pain disappeared."
"I was a bit famous after all, so he recognized me and smiled as he spoke to me. Maybe it was because I was too vulnerable at the time, I couldn't help but tell him about my inner confusion."
"Do you know what he did?" Tang Feng turned his head to look at Zhuang Baihua. Zhuang Baihua stared at him and shook his head strangely.
"He took out his phone and took a picture of me, then showed it to me and said that I looked so perfect in the picture and that I would definitely be able to show myself on the screen and be successful."
Tang Feng's eyes revealed a nostalgic look: "Later, I returned to the city, cheered myself up, devoted myself to my career again, made a good movie, and won the title of Best Actor in one fell swoop."
“I often think of that boy, and I am so impressed by his kindness that I can’t help but look for someone in the crowd who is just as compassionate.”
He cast his gaze on Zhuang Baihua, his eyes as gentle as water: "Many people seem to be kind, but they are fake. But I am willing to believe that you are real because you said the same thing to that boy."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
… The strength lies in the plot, which is worthy of being a melodramatic and paranoid literature. He never expected that this was actually a stand-in plot.